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@acquiescit
STARTER CALL ↪ @servinglies ♥
He sets a gentle hand on his friend’s shoulder. Perhaps Merlin can fool others with his carefree demeanor but he’s never been able to fool Lancelot and especially not with the blatant set of his jaw or the jaded look in his eye. “------Hey.”
@acquiescit ♥’d for a starter !!!
❝ && how long do you intend to stay in camelot, sir knight ? surely you will stay long enough for the festival. it would be a shame for one such as you to miss the event. ❞
“I’m afraid I’m not a knight of Camelot yet, my lady, though I hope one day I will be,” he says. “------And what festival wouldn’t I want to miss?”
super lowkey starter call
RANDOM STARTER ↪ ♥♥♥ @fateofthecrown ♥♥♥
Judging from the pained exhale of breath & the armor clattering against the ground, Arthur isn’t okay; and, despite his own aggressiveness during training, even Lancelot knows when to yield. Especially to the King. “------Sire?”
Marvellous. He’s screwed up already, and he hasn’t had a chance to say what he had planned. He reddens slightly and clears his throat, before speaking. “I like your shirt. I don’t think you should take it off.” shit. “I mean, I don’t like your shirt. I think you should take it off…”
He would laugh but Lancelot doesn’t want to embarrass Arthur any more than he already is; though, the corners of his lips do quirk up into a small grin. “I think it’d be a bit unfair if I’m the only one with my shirt off, if that’s the case.”
“Wait, no. I didn’t do anything!”
He doesn’t want to say Arthur looks a bit guilty all of a sudden but...
“--Then what’s the matter?”
@acquiescit
“We’ve got a problem.”
“------What did you do this time?”
A small shake of her head, and she walks closer to the man, a line of concentration now visible between her brows.
“No, but really, this’ll give your opponent an advantage in a fight. Your legs should be a little further apart, and hold your sword loosely; stop bunching these muscles. You’ll only get an injury that way!”
A look of surprise crosses his face as the stranger makes her way over, uninvited though not necessarily unwelcome. With no formal training (like other noblemen) Lancelot is willing to take any piece of advice when it comes to swordplay, even if he’s already been knighted.
“How long have you been watching the knights train?” He offers her a small, warm smile. “I’m Lancelot, by the way.”
“ you ran in the other direction when you saw me coming the other day. ”
crazy, stupid, love @quondamxfuturus
He would be lying if he denied the accusation but Lancelot backs away before Arthur (who has a tendency to make others feel cornered with no regard for personal space or boundaries) can trap him into the alcove. “Well,” he says. “There is a perfectly good, reasonable explanation for that…”
"Well. You've /definitely/ looked better." [this is no meme this is just arthur trying to be like the cool guys]
@quondamxfuturus
It’s only Arthur…
Lancelot knows he can trust the King (for the most part) but he’s also NOT IN THE MOOD to discuss the incident. “Thanks,” he says. “I’ll take that as a compliment– I think.”
Jouska (acquiescit)
a drabble from me to you !!! || @acquiescit no longer accepting !!!
I have magic.
really, it was only three words, it shouldn’t have been that hard. he wasn’t lying, he wasn’t standing out in front of the council to tell Uther he was plotting the downfall of Camelot. all this was really, was letting a friend know him better. && god did merlin want lance to know him better. he yearns for lance to him know, all of him, && to accept it. he can see the time they’d spend, merlin using magic to bring a smile to lance’s face.
he could wait until they go on patrol, all the knights on their steeds riding ahead while merlin stays back with lance. fires must be made, of course, && while the knights went off to do whatever they needed to do in the woods, merlin could light the fire with a word on his tongue && lance would know it all. it would be as simple as snapping his fingers.
or would it be in the sanctuary of their chambers? when the night stoops low over the city and the people sleep, merlin and lance would sit across from one another, like they do so many nights before. this little time to themselves will be no different from every other night except it’ll mean everything. he’ll look lance in the eye && without another moment’s thought, he’ll say those three words that catch in the back of his throat.
I have magic.
really, it shouldn’t have been so hard. except it was, && merlin knows exactly why. this was the kind of information that could make a person throw him aside in a moment of disgust, or hold him up to the sun as if he were sent by the heaven’s itself. && it wouldn’t matter, not really, merlin doesn’t care what people think of him, but this is lance, && it means everything to him now.
“We can still search in low light. And until we find Elyan, I’m not sure I can rest.”
Neither could he. Lancelot doubts he’d get much rest in the first place, knowing their friend has gone missing-- Time spent talking could be better spent searching. “We haven’t checked beyond the Darkling Woods yet...”
starter for @acquiescit
“You know, you’re quite good with the sword, but your stance is all… OFF.”
“------I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”
@sorcereriisms ❤
The man acts as if they’ve known one another for years (all easy smiles and stolen glances) or, perhaps, that just happens to be his personality; but Lancelot already feels comfortable in his presence-- Even if they’ve only spoken very briefly in the past.
“------Hey.”
@kcnungurus ❤
His sword is pointed downwards, just barely touching the King’s chest; and, even though it’s only training, Lancelot makes no move to ease up on the offense.
“------Do you submit, sire?”
♔ ░ ★ — @acquiescit
“ —— hey, mate, if you could not ask questions right now and just help me find some underwear, that would be great, ” he says quickly, trying to keep Lance from asking too many questions and figuring out what is really happening. honestly, time travel is a little hard to explain ( especially when you’re buck-naked. )
Even as Lancelot looks away, his friend’s physique isn’t as much of a blur as is it ingrained into his memory with the number of times Merlin has appeared at random, always undressed and with no proper explanation at hand. “Merlin--” He sighs. “Why don’t you just help yourself? In fact, I’m giving you permission to take anything you want!”
“You don’t think we can find him… Do you?”
“I didn’t say that, Merlin-- I’m worried just as much as you but we won’t be able to find him at all if we don’t rest for the night.”
